Okay -- so, most of you have probably seen a sunrise or two in your time. Heaven knows that I have seen more than my fair share of them due to work (or some small fuzzy critter jumping on me and rousing me from my slumber so they can "go potty"). I'd love to be able to just wake up on occassion, sit outside with a cup o' joe, and watch nature.
Kinda like I did this morning. Minus that whole "sitting outside with coffee" deal -- mostly due to the fact my patio was still waterlogged from the thunderstorms and hailstorms last night.
While walking the aforementioned fuzzy critters this morning, I saw the sunrise. Through zero-visability fog. Yeah, see, the fog is so thick this morning here in Athens that we've got zero-visability (which makes driving to work fun, let me tell you).
If you've ever experienced fog...if you've ever experienced a sunrise...try combining the two. "Visual majesty" does not even begin to be able to describe it. Like I told someone not too long ago, it's very odd of me to think of God as an artist. Creator, yes. But artist? Most of the artists I know are temperamental, and more than a little self-centered (oh, please -- like WE can deny that).
This morning was yet another example of how this God fellow does good work. I like His stuff. I'd recommned that he publish his best works, but it appears that He already has...
If you're looking for something to read that will change your life, go get a copy of The Art of Being, edited by Constance Rhodes. There are a NUMBER of you people reading this blog-thing that will recognize the names of a lot of the contributors to this tome.